March 19 - Saint Joseph, Husband of the Blessed Virgin Mary (solemnity)

My sweet spouse who did not disappoint me

In Maria Valtorta's 1944 Notebook (1), January 11 entry, the visionary wrote what the Virgin Mary told her about her first meeting with Joseph:

"When I saw Joseph, all my natural anxiety fell like a cloud dissolving into a rainbow. It was enough for me to look into his eyes to read in them that he was an honest, faithful, pure, just man. His age, more than twice my own, had left him with the clear gaze of a child, for Evil had risen up around him as he lived in the world, but had been unable to penetrate into his heart, filled with the love of God.

With what trust I placed my hand in his, sensing that I had found in him a loving father, a faithful spouse, and a chaste companion who would be like olive and fig trees shading a small house and defending it from winds and the heat, providing the refreshment and comfort of sweetness and nourishment!

My sweet spouse who did not disappoint me! Who, since he really loved me, believed in me, even going against appearances; who concealed his tears from me so as not to disturb me; who had only smiles and help for me; who guided me as his first putative daughter, holding my hand to make me feel he was close by with his love, avoiding obstacles for me, and anticipating my needs - patient, silent, and chaste, chaste as only an angel can be.

Oh, yes! Blessed be the Lord for this! I, whom the Eternal had destined to be the Queen of his angels, had two angels as my subjects, beginning on earth: my Guardian Angel, whose invisible presence I felt stirring at my side continually, with flashes of light and heavenly perfume, and my angelic consort, whose flesh, not darkened by the desire of blood, lived close to mine-like that of two lilies blossoming in the same flowerbed scenting each other and blooming for the Lord, each an example for the other in rising ever higher, towards God, in perfuming more intensely out of charity for God and one's companion, but never joining their flowering mouths in a kiss which would sully with pollen the angelic silk of their robes of purity.”

Maria Valtorta

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